Dear Brick Layers Who Work Hard On the Construction of the House Behind My House:

My deepest apologies! In no way did I mean to transform your workplace into an unsafe area, rife with tawdriness and sexual harrassment. I only meant to grab my shirt back from the child who was running through the house carrying it. Had I realized that you had installed scaffolding – allowing a vantage point never before possible and totally, yaknow, news to me- I would surely have opted to go find another shirt before running after that child. Thank you.

Kelsey

PS Please let’s assume that I will NOT be making this same mistake again, and in light of that, you can cease craning your necks and ‘checking on me’ to see if I am behaving inappropriately again. I promise I will not.

I’m not sure if I’ve ever left you a comment before, but I have read your blog. If I didn’t, that would make me a “lurker”, and since this is delurking week – I figured I’d better leave a comment. I do enjoy your blog, and this post was a good one. Yikes – those construction workers!!!

You make the story so funny to read even though you were probably mortified!! I had to laugh out loud at this one:)

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Lorie

January 12th, 2007
8:51 pm

Hi! I’m new, now de-lurking. I can SOOO relate. One day back in college, I was home from school, sleeping in the second floor bedroom of my mom’s condo. It was summer, hot, no AC, in New Hampshire, and I slept sans clothes that night.

Well, the next morning I awoke to banging. I opened my eyes to see a pair of legs pressed againt a ladder leaning against my window. At least 2 men were working on the roof, and therefore at least 2 men climbed past my window with the open shade (a rural place with NO way people could see in under normal circumstances). Did I mention my bed faced the window? Oh, yes. Of course it did.

Unfortunately, when I looked down, I noticed that the sheet was not entirely doing me justice. I heard no comment about my (barely) sheet-clad situation from the men, which I thought was nice. But I scooted out of bed, grabbed some clothes, and crawled to the bathroom.

That’s too funny!!! One of my favorite things about the apartment we live in is that we’re on the 2nd floor, and our windows face the woods. Any shirtless child-chasing happens in complete privacy around here…. but I’ll keep an eye out for scaffolding now!

Don’t feel bad, dahling…my niece pulled a slightly similar trick on me when she was three. I was in a clothing store looking at a dress for my grandparents’ anniversary party; she took the opportunity to bolt out of the store, and I forgot that I had a piece of merchandise when I was running out of the store. So imagine me, my face as red as my hair, with sirens blaring all around -

BEEPHONKWEEEEEEEE…(embarrasing…)

Hang in there, ma’am, and I’d say slipping the extra shirt on is a good idea.

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Laurie

January 16th, 2007
10:23 am

You crack me up, Holy Mama! I have a similiar story about the sprinkler guy.